There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

He didn't shoot the arrow immediately. He was waiting for Monica's answer.

But there was silence in the headphones, as if the connection was broken.

"Ha... then, I wish you a safe journey..."

With a bitter smile, Roy pulled the bowstring hard, the muscles in his arms bulged, and he aimed at the leading team leader.

But before he could shoot the arrow, the captain's head suddenly exploded, turning into a pool of blood.

The soldiers were in a commotion, desperately looking for cover to avoid unknown threats.

Seeing this scene, Roy looked up at the tall buildings in the distance. His good eyesight allowed him to see the situation there.

Monica held the captured sniper rifle and stepped on the edge of the roof. Her hand was on the trigger, her eyes were aimed at the scope, and she saw Roy's gaze.

At the same time, Monique's answer came from Roy's headphones.

"the last time."

Volume 9: Chapter 64: Unexpected Visitor

With Yara's help, Hemer and his group successfully returned to their residence in District 13.

Because of the darkness under the lamp, Blake never thought that they would dare to return to their own jurisdiction, let alone run to the most strictly guarded District 13.

Apart from the effort he put in when coming in, Hemer didn't spend much effort at all.

There were more things inside the room than when Hemer left.

A bed, a device for monitoring vital signs, and some raw materials for preparing basic therapeutic potions. These things are all very new, and some have not even been unpacked.

It was obvious that Yara had just prepared it.

Thinking of this, Hemer couldn't help but admire Yara, the director of Rhine Life.

Not only did he receive help, but now he also took this situation into consideration and even prepared everything in advance.

With the help of Ifrit, Hemer successfully moved Saria to the bed, took off her armor, and revealed her strong body in sports bra.

The outline of Saria's muscles is not obvious, but the quality is top-notch.

After putting a few clips on Saria's ankles and wrists, Hemer began his work.

With the help of the instrument, Hemer clearly understood Saria's current condition.

"He suffered a severe blow to the head and has symptoms of intracranial bleeding. He is currently unconscious, with slightly dilated pupils and a possible concussion."

After stating his conclusion, Hemer looked at Saria with a worried look on his face.

Although she was angry, she couldn't help but feel sad when she saw Saria falling in front of her.

"It sounds... serious?"

Yara put down the flashlight and the hand that was holding open Saria's eyelids, and asked uncertainly.

She is an agent and an actress. She is good at collecting intelligence and poaching people, but she is not very familiar with the knowledge that is not within her professional scope.

She only understood five words in Hemer's series of professional terms.

It seems... serious?

"It's really serious. If it happened to someone else, the intracranial hemorrhage alone would be enough to make her suffer. But she..."

Plus a concussion...

Having said that, Hemer looked at Saria with complicated eyes.

She actually had the same doubts in her heart as Blake.

That's why Saria is so hard.

She was half a doctor, and during her time in Rhodes Island, she went on many field missions and even visited the battlefield.

She had just glanced at the crater in Rosemary's greatsword.

Even the five-centimeter-thick "giant sword" made of d32 alloy was hit with a shallow dent, which was enough to show the power of the opponent's weapon.

But even with such a powerful weapon, the impact on Saria's head "only" caused a cerebral hemorrhage and a concussion.

Normally, Saria shouldn't even have her head left...

Forget it...just be alive.

"What about treatment? Whatever equipment or medicine you need, I can get them."

Looking at Hemer, Yara took charge of everything.

"It's useless... The only treatment is rest. Given her physical condition, it will only take about a month. There aren't enough people to perform surgery, and I don't have the ability to perform such a difficult operation alone."

"What about other methods? Medication or something..."

"You can use dehydration to lower blood pressure. There's someone who has the ability to do that, but..."

Hemer showed hesitation on his face and was hesitant to say anything else.

But Yara had guessed what she meant.

"You mean Muir Seth..."

After learning the solution, Yara also became embarrassed.

Saria was here to deal with Kristen, but now Muirseth is involved with Kristen again...

Now that Saria was injured and unconscious, and there was no one to "trouble" her, Muirses was too happy to take the initiative to help Saria and cause trouble for them.

Anyway, it will get better after lying down for a month, so just lie down slowly.

After figuring out the key points, Yara felt helpless.

If it was something she could find a way to solve, but she was short of people...

There was nothing she could do.

"Wait until Dr. Kelsey comes back. If she's here, I'll be more confident in performing the surgery."

When in trouble, Hemer thought of Kal'tsit again.

As the "top man" of a medical company, Kal'tsit has profound attainments in medicine, no worse than those "star doctors" in world-renowned hospitals.

If she were here, Saria would be fine.

I just don't know when she will come back.

In the slightly weird atmosphere, several people sat quietly in their seats to rest.

Just when Hemer thought this silence would last forever, the door...

It rang.

Knock knock~

The knock on the door was so light that if the room wasn't so quiet, it might have been drowned out by the voices.

"who..."

Ifrit reacted the fastest and stood up instantly, but after realizing their current situation, she lowered her voice.

"It's very safe here, no outsiders will come here..."

Yara looked at the gate, reached into the bag on the side, and took out a pistol.

In an instant, the atmosphere became tense.

"It might be...Talina. I sent her the location information."

Rosemary, who was sitting in the corner, raised her cell phone and showed the chat history between herself and Talina.

"That Liberi of Casimir?"

Listening to Marie's words, Yara slowly put down the pistol in her hand, but then she picked up the gun again in an instant because of what Ifrit said when she went to open the door.

"It's not Talina, it's an old man, also from Liberi."

Through the peephole, Ifrit saw the old man standing outside.

He has sparse white hair, almost all his teeth are gone, and a hunched back.

It doesn't look threatening at all.

Just as she was about to continue reading, the old man outside the door seemed to have noticed something, raised his lowered head, and looked directly into the cat's eye...

Or rather...Ifrit.

There was a sharp light in his dim and cloudy eyes, which frightened Ifrit so much that he took a few steps back.

She has seen this person before!

In that first room, that figure in a white coat...

"He's...Rosemary...He's...!"

Ifrit took a few steps back uncontrollably and suddenly began to breathe rapidly, followed by uncontrollable anger!

Flames roared out of his body, and a ferocious-looking fire demon appeared behind Ifrit, glaring at the door.

"Lorcan Williams!"

Shouting the other person's name, Ifrit raised his right hand, with blazing flames wrapped around it, about to erupt.

But at the critical moment, a white arm grabbed Ifrit's wrist regardless of the heat of the flames.

Falling into the warm embrace, Ifrit instantly woke up and quickly restrained the flames around him.

She hurriedly slapped the flames on the corner of Hemer's clothes with her hands, pouting to express her dissatisfaction.

"Why did you suddenly rush over? What if it gets burned? Seriously..."

While muttering, Ifrit stood in front of Hemer.

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

Reaching out and patting Ifrit's head, Hemer gave a gentle smile and then made way.

However, Ifrit had no intention of leaving.

It was obvious that she was worried about Hemer's safety.

"Go take care of Saria and cover her with the quilt."

Pushing Ifrit's shoulder, Hemer made an offer that could not be refused.

"Well... then be careful..."

Taking steps reluctantly, Ifrit looked back every few steps as he walked to Saria's window, carefully tucked the quilt for her, leaving only his head exposed.

As for Hemer, she looked outside through the peephole and then observed the situation around the house through the drone. After confirming that Locke was the only visitor, she reached out and opened the door.

"Lorcan Williams... I don't remember us having any contact or connection with you."

With a cold face, Hemer looked at Locke, who was standing outside the door and didn't know that he had just been through the gates of hell.

Volume 9: Chapter 65: Soon...I'll Forget...

"Because the person I'm looking for is not you..."

With his left hand behind his back and his right hand pushing up his glasses, Locke's sharp gaze passed over Hemer and glanced at the general environment in the house.

Then, his eyes lit up.

With a sway of his body, Locke walked in, completely unconcerned with Ifrit's murderous gaze behind him and the obvious coldness on Hemer's face.

There was only one thing he cared about, and that was Rosemary, who was sitting in the corner playing with her phone.

Rosemary didn't look up. Even though she knew clearly that the gaze was on her, she still didn't care.

The people here are all good people and friends. They won't hurt her, and even if there's a fight, she'll be able to react immediately.

So... she doesn't care.

The only person she cared about was Tarina on the other end of the phone.

"Na..."

"stop!"

boom!

A raging flame ignited in front of Loken, blocking his progress.